My own war game

Chapter 184 Genius weapons designer?
"It is most appropriate to hand it over to the German army now, because only the German army has enough warriors to use it." He Chi said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about something very objective.

"Oh?" Goering waved the marshal's baton in his hand. "Are you saying that only Germans have enough courage?"

"Yes, I do think so."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and even the German entourage felt that the Oriental man's words were too flattering.

“Hahahahahahaha!!!!” Goering suddenly burst into laughter, and the fat on his belly rose and fell with his laughter.

"Only German warriors can use this weapon. I'll remember this." Goering smiled and told his entourage, "Take the sample with me. I'm going to show it to the Führer in Berlin!"

As he walked past, Goering patted He Chi on the shoulder.

The German marshal left, and Coleman came to He Chi and said, "I feel like you'll be getting an independent office soon."

Coleman's prediction turned out to be a little too ambitious.

A few days later, an order came from Berlin, and an Asian named Schneider was appointed director of weapons testing at a rapid pace, and was in charge of a weapons laboratory alone.

It is said that the performance of the "Iron Fist" made the Fuhrer very satisfied. The words that finally impressed him during the test at the Berlin shooting range were "This is a weapon that only warriors can use."

For the mustache, nothing gave him greater pleasure than to prove the superiority of the Germanic people.

So He Chi was transferred from the nuclear fission group as he wished and took charge of a newly established weapons laboratory alone.

He was truly in charge of the whole laboratory. His former colleagues were unwilling to cooperate with a traitor, and the researchers who originally worked for the Germans looked down on him for using flattery to get to the top, so he was in charge of the entire laboratory.

"Now you get what you wanted." Coleman pushed the door open and walked in. At this time, He Chi was busy doing something on the table with a pen in his hand.

"Aren't you happy for me, my old classmate?" He Chi turned around and looked at the German, with a strange tone in his voice that he had never had before.

Coleman looked at his strange classmate. In the past, this guy was rigid, stubborn, and shy, which was unique to Asians. But now, he could read naked desire and pursuit of power in his eyes.

"Of course, I'm happy for you, my friend." Coleman sat next to He Chi. "But now you are isolated, you know?"

"Of course I know, but what can those guys do to me?" He Chi said as he sat in his seat, with a tone of complacency of a powerful man.

"It's not over yet. Your laboratory was set up by Marshal Goering himself. He will come to verify your results. You may not know the Marshal's temper. If you can't satisfy him..."

"You mean I will be abandoned if I don't show my due value?"

Coleman nodded, and that was what he meant.

"That's perfect. I also have something I want to show the Marshal. I believe he will be satisfied." He Chi took out three prepared drawings from the table.

Coleman unfolded the drawings one by one in confusion.

"Jab multi-barrel anti-aircraft rocket launcher", "Unmanned blasting tank", "Sticky infantry anti-tank bomb"

These are pictures of weapon designs, and they are not just concept drawings. They even have their dimensions drawn and are blueprints that can be directly put into the production line!

"You drew all these in the past few days?!" Coleman said in surprise. He didn't expect his former classmate to be so efficient. Even if you plant potatoes, you have to wait half a year to harvest them. You came up with three weapon designs in a few days? ! !

I never knew you were so prolific?!

"Some of them are ideas I had when I was working before. I have some time alone these few days, so I tried to summarize them." He Chi said in a light tone, as if it was as simple as him breaking a few cobs of corn in his own yard.

"So you were thinking about this before..." Coleman muttered to himself.

"Yes! Yes! I thought so much and tried so much before, but what did they give me?!" He Chi suddenly screamed hysterically.

Bang! The Oriental man punched the table, and the unfinished manuscript flew up like snowflakes.

"Idle me, isolate me, discriminate against me just because I'm Asian..."

"Haha, they asked me to adjust the size of the assault rifle grip, something a freshly graduated kid would do..."

"I will make them pay for their arrogance!!!"

With a roar, the Oriental man quieted down. He squatted down and gathered the scattered drawings one by one.

"I still have things to do. These things should satisfy the Marshal. You go first." He Chi waved his hand and closed the door of his laboratory again, as if he was not the one who went crazy just now.

Looking at the shadow in the room, Coleman felt less and less familiar with the person inside.

After Coleman left, He Chi's originally red eyes instantly became clear again.

He was very confident in those drawings because they were very imaginative weapons designed by Germany during World War II, and after being affirmed by the top leaders, they were basically put into actual combat.

But well~
After testing, these weapons were found to be complete garbage.

Although Iron Fist is very controversial and has many problems, it at least has the characteristic of being very powerful, which makes it worthy of the title of "useless".

But the remaining few are completely useless waste.

The Jab multiple-barrel anti-aircraft rocket launcher is a low-altitude air defense weapon that fires nine micro-rocket shells at a time. Since it has no guidance, its biggest effect is actually a waste of ammunition.

Unmanned demolition tanks seemed magical in 1941, but due to the bottleneck of radio technology, this thing could not be driven far, and forcibly increasing the operating distance would greatly increase the cost. It would be more economical to directly manufacture light tanks.

The sticky infantry anti-tank bomb is even more interesting. This kind of bomb can stick to the metal surface with just one throw. It works very well in the test field. It is low-cost and can almost become a high-end substitute for anti-tank grenades.

However, all the testers overlooked one problem: the tanks on the battlefield were much dirtier than the tanks in the experiment. Their surfaces were covered with mud, and the glue bombs could not stick to them.

It can be said that He Chi handed the Germans a "garbage collection" assignment that amazed them.

But the top leaders in Berlin did not know this at the time. Goering still thought he had discovered a rare weapons design genius and boasted about it in front of the Führer for several days.

After several weapons rolled off the production line, He Chi's status rose rapidly. Many people knew that an Asian weapons expert had become a favorite of the Imperial Marshal and a rising star in weapons design.

Just as intelligence organizations from various countries began to target him, this man did another unexpected thing:
This guy actually turned around and started competing with the nuclear fission group for funding!
(End of this chapter)